Be it in your absence or a bright poetic presence,
I have the courage to find your soothing voice.
With unwavering faith the sun singes the earth,
That sweet rain shall soothe the many burns.
Unshakable and stubborn as a palisade of pleasure,
I stand and echo each little breath of yours,
Within me, again and again, till it fades low,
Perking my ears and waiting for more of it,
Sighing with a joy pure as the glacier melt,
Trickling down me tickling and giggling,
Laughing each time I build my hopes to let,
You, come with a swift breeze and wobble till the last of me,
Till it blows life to every drop of my soul,
That, is what you do,
That is what I let your love do.